Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord? And who may stand in His holy place? He who has clean hands and a pure heart, who has not lifted up his soul to falsehood, and has not sworn deceitfully. He shall receive a blessing from the Lord and righteousness from the God of his salvation. This is the generation of those who seek Him, who seek Thy face—even Jacob. Selah. Psalm 24: 3-6 NASB
My grandson built a tent castle and handed me a queen’s hat and necklace. Then he donned his king’s cap and eagle wings. His baby brother didn’t want to miss out on the fun; and so, he grabbed his wool hat and a sea shell strand. We turned a basket upside down; and set our “table” with fine linens and fancy tea cups. I was about to have tea with two charming chaps. And proper manners and attire were required.
The earth belongs to the Lord. Who may climb the hill of the Lord and stand before Him? For the King of Glory is holy. He too requires proper attire; but it’s not based on outer appearances. He desires that we dress with integrity—our inner motives as clean as our hands and manners. We must rid ourselves of false gods and beliefs, lies and deception, and inane, worthless, idols.
With proper posture, we come to the Lord as children, simply trusting in His goodness.
Truly I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child will not enter it at all. Luke 18:17 NASB
The procession begins with humility, confession and consecration; our hearts opened to the Lord. We consider what bars our praise—sin, fear, doubt, insecurity, people approval, addictions, complacency, and unforgiveness. We bow and give thanks; and sing our song. Even the gates and ancient doors joined in worship as they opened for the King. And He grants us new perspective. He alone has made us worthy. His shed blood paid our debt. Therefore, we seek the Lord’s face and come unified to worship. He is the Creator of the Universe, Mighty Warrior, King of Glory and Lord of Hosts.
And He desires intimacy with us.
Friends and family were gathered, Teddy bears, bunnies, ducks, Piglet, and Winnie the Pooh; and tea and cookies were served. Memories were made with the spills and crumbs. We’re a generation who seeks the Lord, children of a holy God; and He loves us. He is present in our tent making, tea pouring, singing, and play. And He blesses the weak, thirsty, and inexperienced.
Lift up your heads, O gates! Lift up your heads, O ancient doors!
Lift up your heads, dear children!
Open your hearts that the King of Glory may come in!
Receive the gift.
Join the procession,
Lily Mae
Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. Psalm 51: 10 NASB
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